"Head of the house!"

The three hundred green mountain dead men fell to their knees suddenly, their eyes widening in horror, as if they were watching a magical dance show.

"God, the head of the family's injuries have improved!"

"How is this possible? I have just been pierced by more than a hundred ice chains, even a normal person can't stand up so quickly!"

"Chief, am I dazzled? This person, this person is really the head of the family?"

"Who doesn't believe I'm Shen Futu?"

Hearing the discussion of the dead man in Qingshan, Shen Futu smiled proudly.

He pushed the Iron Monk away, gritted his teeth, and walked step by step to the vicinity of a towering mountain......

At this time, he only wore a saffron cloak, a pair of military chain mail trousers, the cold wind blew, the red cloak hunted, and his long fiery red hair fluttered against the wind, revealing his neck, chest, lower abdomen, arms, strong muscles everywhere, and hideous scars!

"Yang Yan ......"

Raising his right arm high, Shen Fu Tu shouted violently, and the sickness in his fiery red eyes disappeared!

With his voice, the cooking fires, stove fires, fireworks, and lighting lights in the valley, all the flames, as if hearing the call of the fire god, converged to Shen Futu's right fist in an instant.

“...... Qiankun!"

Ten thousand fires converged, Shen Futu slowly leaned down, and suddenly burst out, slamming into the indestructible rock with a punch!

Bang!

Rubble flew and the valley was filled with flames......

When the smoke clears......

A huge deep crater with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared on the mountain, smooth as a mirror, flashing bright red after high temperature and burning, almost hollowing out the entire mountain!

"I'm Shen Futu, I'm back!!"

Shen Futu took a deep breath, raised his fists high, and roared in the sky, his toned body was full of flamboyant domineering!

Shen Family Futu, strong crescent, who dares to say that this is not Shen Futu!?

"The master of the family is mighty!" shouted in unison from the three hundred green mountain dead.

"Don't be busy patting on the back, your surname is still in Kun'er's hands!" Shen Futu stared at the twenty provocative Qingshan dead soldiers.

"Our surname?" the dead man of Aoyama was at a loss.

"Something that doesn't open your eyes, even Kun'er dares to challenge, believe it or not, if you really dare to make a move on Shen Kun, none of the twenty Qingshan dead will survive!" Shen Futu strode behind Shen Kun, slapped him on the shoulder with a huge palm, "Kun'er, are you right?"

"Oh, look at what you said, Dad......" Shen Kun smacked his lips, "For the sake of the five hundred taels of silver, I will definitely not embarrass them!"

"Huh?" Shen Futu was stunned, and then laughed, "Okay, you stinky boy, I haven't seen you for a year, are you short of money to spend?"

"Big brother, what do you say?" Monk Tie patted his bald head, "Listen to what you mean, Shen Kun still has the ability to kill twenty Qingshan dead soldiers? His grandmother's, less nonsense, if you want to kill twenty Qingshan, at least it has to be Huang Yuan Wuzong, Shen Kun is far from this kid!"

"Is he really bad?"

Shen Futu raised his eyebrows, "Kun'er, no one else paid attention, but you can't hide it from me...... The move you made to freeze my right leg just now, but the second stage of Huang Yuan Wuzong?"

"Huang Yuan, the next paragraph!?"

The valley was enveloped in an eerie silence......

Shen Kun was promoted, this news is not surprising in the past, in the past sixteen years, Kyushu Shen Kun has been promoted to the third level in one year, which has already made everyone numb!

But now......

Shen Kunming has lost his martial soul, can he advance without a martial soul?

"Stinky boy, have you really found a new martial spirit?" Monk Tie thought of the truth and yelled.

"Shh

With his index finger at the corner of his mouth, Shen Kun glared at Monk Tie fiercely, "Godfather, you can't talk nonsense about this secret, I'm still pointing to it to make money! No, you have to lose money, five hundred taels of silver!"

"His grandmother's, you kid has really found a martial spirit!" The iron monk rushed up and hugged Shen Kun, knock, knock, knock, and his bald head hit Shen Kun's head more than twenty times in a row.

Dry!

The way the godfather expressed his excitement was really special......

Shen Kun's bald head was hot and painful.

"Stinky boy, tell me quickly, how did you find the martial spirit?"

"It's very simple, I went to the Fu Demon Tomb that day......" Shen Kun told the story again, the front was all the truth, but after being thrown away by Zhao Luochen, he changed his appearance, "I was thrown away by Zhao Luochen, and when I fell, I actually fell into a crypt...... Godfather, guess what's in that crypt? Hehe, I saw a skeleton inside, it seems to be the Fu Demon King you said!"

Shen Kun's eyebrows fluttered, "At that time, I landed too quickly, and I landed on the pile of bones of Wang Xiao...... When I get up, I will have a martial soul on my body!"

"This, it's so simple?" Monk Tie just wanted to sit down and listen to the long story, Shen Kun's words had already been finished, he didn't sit down, and his fat body hung there.

"yes, didn't I say it, it's very simple!" Shen Kun shrugged innocently.

Falling from the sky and smashing a few rotten bones, he got a powerful martial spirit!?

The Iron Monk looked at Hei Bo in disbelief......

Hei Bo looked at Shen Futu strangely......

What do they look at?

Is there a problem with the lies of the poor monks?

Shen Kun tilted his head and thought about it, no, the origin of the martial soul in the Kyushu Continent is like this-as long as you come into contact with the soul, you will have the opportunity to get the martial soul! The poor monk said that he came into contact with Wang Xiao's bones, so as to get the martial soul, it should also be reasonable!

"One loss and one gain, dry bones are reborn......"

Silently reciting eight words, Shen Futu, Tie Monk, Hei Bo, and the three of them nodded in unison.

The prophecy of the Blood Buddha has indeed come true!

The promise of the year has also come to fruition!

Alas......

"You don't believe me?" Seeing everyone's strange expressions, Shen Kun couldn't help but ask.

"Believe, of course believe!" Shen Futu smiled slightly, "You don't have to lie to me, do you? Okay, tell me, what are you doing with me?"

"It's not Mrs. Shen's ...... that harmed her"

Shen Kun pursed his lips, and while telling the story, he secretly looked at Shen Futu's face.

Although Shen Futu is good to the poor monk, but after all, he is Mrs. Shen's husband, whether to support the poor monk or support his wife, how will he choose?

Listening to Shen Kun's words, Shen Futu was silent......

Shen Kun didn't know the bottom of his heart, so he quietly pulled the iron monk's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Godfather, will my father help me?"

"Don't worry!" Monk Tie looked at the same enemy, "The relationship between your father and your mother is not as good as you think, and it is not too much to say that they are enemies!"

"Oh?" Shen Kun's little eyes lit up, he pulled Monk Tie out of the crowd, and asked excitedly, "Tell me quickly, do the two of them have any other scandals? Can they make gossip magazines and sell them for money?"

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